At 6, I Promised My Best Friend We’d Go to Prom Together — 12 Years Later, Mom Said I Could Go With Him Only on ONE Condition Ethan became my best friend in first grade after we discovered we both hated raisins and loved dinosaurs.

“And no slow songs.”

“Why?”

“Boring.”

A boy sitting across from us laughed.

“You’re not getting married.”

Ethan looked confused.

“Yes, I am.”

“To who?”

“I don’t know yet.”

The boy laughed again.

“Nobody’s going to marry you.”

I remember Ethan’s smile disappearing.

I hated that.

“That’s mean.”

The boy looked at me.

“What?”

“Somebody will love Ethan.”

He grinned.